Feng Tiezhu's score was just ten points above the cutoff. Although it was a bit of a pity that he couldn't go to the same school as Tang Lingling, he was fortunate enough to be able to attend a technical university near Tsinghua University.
Ultimately, they're all in Beijing.
He figured that if he kept running around more, it wouldn't really be considered that he was separated from his wife.
The notification letters for all four people were received one after another.
However, since it was close to the end of the year, the group decided to set off for Beijing after the New Year.
…
This is Wen Qinghe's third year at the Hongxing Brigade.
During those three years, except for the first two months, she lived in the educated youth settlement.
Later, all the little things and beautiful memories of life remained in her and Yan Xiao's little home—the courtyard at the foot of the mountain.
Even without mentioning Yan Xiao, she felt a little reluctant to part with him.
With its blue bricks and red tiles, the pavilion, swing, and grape trellis in the courtyard, every place inside and outside the house holds memories for the two of them.
Although they were ostensibly going to Beijing to study, they both knew the truth.
I will most likely settle down in Beijing in the future.
I don't know when I'll be able to come back here again.
Wen Qinghe didn't plan to take any of the big things with her. After all, every blade of grass and every tree held memories. If she had the chance to come back in the future, she could tidy up and move in.
She simply packed the clothes of the two people into the space.
As for the snacks Yan Xiao made for her, she accepted them all.
Even the litter of rabbits she had casually started raising before had multiplied so much that the yard was almost overflowing with them, even though she was raising and eating them at the same time.
In the end, Wen Qinghe had no choice but to throw them all into the forest in the space.
When you want to eat, just let Yan Xiao go in and catch one.
These past few days, Yan Xiao hasn't gone to work; he goes hunting in the mountains every day, leaving early and returning late.
Although there were plenty of supplies in the space, the man still felt that some things would be hard to find or buy once he returned to Beijing.
As a result, Wen Qinghe's space has been piled high with mushrooms and wild game.
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On the eve of departure.
The next day, the group was to set off for the county town to catch the train.
Chen Guiru took stock of all the savings she had accumulated over most of her life.
Loose change, small change, and even larger sums added up to over nine hundred yuan.
There were also some receipts for cloth and grain/oil.
That night,
While Feng Dabing and Feng Tiezhu were still eating at the table, Chen Guiru called Tang Lingling into the room alone.
Chen Guiru's room was very clean and simply furnished.
A bed, a set of bedside tables, a five-drawer chest at the foot of the bed, and a small table by the window for two people's toothbrushes and cups.
This was Tang Lingling's first time in her mother-in-law's room.
Before I could even look at it, a cloth bag was shoved into my hand.
"Lingling, this is for you."
Tang Lingling, puzzled, untied the ribbon on the cloth bag…
Inside were neatly folded small bills, plus the "Unity" note!
She quickly stuffed the money back into Chen Guiru's hand.
"Mother, I can't accept so much money. I have my own money."
Chen Guiru: "What you have is yours, so just accept what your mother gives you! There are over eight hundred yuan here, don't think it's too little, this is all the money your mother can give you."
Of the family's savings, she only kept one hundred yuan for spending money in case of emergencies.
The elderly couple, along with Xiao Shitou, have been saving every penny. This money should be enough to last them for two years.
The remaining eight hundred-plus yuan were all in the cloth bag.
This money was the savings that the elderly couple had accumulated over most of their lives, and some of it was earned by Feng Tiezhu by hunting in the mountains and taking unconventional routes, but her husband didn't know any of that.
Otherwise, Captain Feng's meager salary alone wouldn't be enough to save up this much money.
She always lived frugally, and apart from using some money for Feng Tiezhu's wedding, even the brigade leader didn't know how much money her family had.
But things are different now; her Lingling has brought honor to the Feng family.
No one should suffer, but Lingling should suffer.
The father and son, who were eavesdropping at the door of the room, looked resentful.
Feng Tiezhu: Mother is so biased, I don't deserve a single penny.
Feng Dabing complained in a low voice:
"Last time I asked her for money to buy food, she told me her family was dirt poor. She said she had no money, and people could take it from her. I always thought our family could only barely afford to eat..."
This has truly broadened his horizons.
He, as the team leader, had only ever seen so many large-scale unity efforts when settling work points at the end of the year.
He realized for the first time that his family wasn't poor.
The more I think about it, the more I realize that this woman is indeed quite good at saving money.
Inside the room, Tang Lingling felt a pang of sadness, and her eyes welled up with tears.
"Mother, keep this money. I can't take your money. We have our own."
Moreover, the leaders of Tsinghua University said that day that they were willing to waive my tuition and accommodation fees during my studies.
Chen Guiru rarely put on a stern face when speaking to her daughter-in-law: "No, you still have to take it. This is Beijing, after all. When you're out in the world, even a hero can be brought down by a single penny."
It's easier to do anything if we have more money in our pockets. If we run out of money, we can just tell Mom, and she'll figure something out.
Your dad and I stay home with Little Stone; it won't cost us much. I'll send you more if we need more.
At worst, they can be more frugal; even if things don't go well, they still have the old man's monthly salary.
Tang Lingling was deeply moved; what had she done to deserve this?
The affection and warmth that Chen Guiru brought her were something she had never felt before in her life.
Despite having no blood relation, they treated her better than her blood relatives.
"Mother...why are you so good to me..." She couldn't help but hug Chen Guiru and choked up.
"Silly child, I am your mother."
With her sweet and soft daughter-in-law nestled in her arms, Chen Guiru was overwhelmed with maternal love. She felt regretful that she hadn't given birth to a daughter, but thankfully, God had been kind and had given her an excellent daughter.
She touched Tang Lingling's hair, which had grown to her shoulders, and suddenly remembered that when her daughter-in-law first married into the family, she still had neat short hair.
Her hair has now grown past her shoulders.
…
The moon is high in the sky.
Feng Dabing tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
It wasn't because the old woman gave money to her daughter-in-law, but because the old woman had hidden the money so well from him.
Chen Guiru was annoyed by the constant tossing and turning in bed.
"If you can't sleep, go outside!" she said irritably.
Feng Dabing sat up and looked at his wife, who was closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
Feeling down, I blurted out what had been weighing on my mind all night:
"Old woman, didn't you say you had no money when I asked you to get money to buy grain last time?"
Chen Guiru opened her eyes and glanced at him, knowing that the old man must have been eavesdropping at the door.
She retorted confidently, "How can that be the same? Could I have taken it out when I bought the grain? And even if I had, would I have gotten it back?"
Captain Feng Dabing was always generous to others.
When they see that other families are struggling to make ends meet, they will help their own families by spending money to buy food.
If it weren't for her meticulous budgeting, this spendthrift old man and his son would have been starving long ago.
Feng Dabing choked, knowing he was in the wrong, and spoke weakly:
"But you didn't tell me our family had this much money..."
Chen Guiru rolled her eyes and calmly brought up old grievances with him:
"Brother Bing, do you want me to remind you how much money you've squandered in these decades of marriage?"
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